#lvhp

[cipher-gold24]

"V isn't violent, he's terrifying because he's composed" are we forgetting about the time he continued to torture what he assumed was Harry's corpse 'for funsies' because he felt entitled to

[cipher-gold24]

Hear me out, V plunging his claws into Harry’s stomach from behind, to get him to hold still

They’re sharp enough that they tear the skin with minimal force, and the blood trickles from multiple wounds, spreading across his fingers and all down Harry’s front

[cipher-gold24]

I actually really like putting James and V together but I keep procrastinating doing with the concept so they come back to me randomly every few months like 🙂‍↔️😏, but then I continue on with my harrymort and forget and the cycle continues

[goldembeddedwand]

Hi yes I think V would have a fetish for piercings and absolutely cover Harry in them, as many as he can think of all over the face and chest, down the back, over the Adam’s apple.,,..

[cipher-gold24]

One of my favourite unspoken harrymort tropes is V just being completely careless with Harry because he knows he’ll survive anything

Like bro gets bitten pretty severely and he’s just “🙄So dramatic. You’ll be fine within 6 hours.”

[sentinel04]

successful horcrux hunt full image on twitter/bluesk/ao3.

[cipher-gold24]

Can we stop clogging up the harrymort tag with Tom please I’m genuinely SO SICK of it. I WANT him snake-faced that’s THE WHOLE APPEAL

[sentinel04]

Inspired by Innocent Soul by Bella_Zone

Summary:

Voldemort had been vanquished by a mere infant. Stripped of his body, he spent nearly a decade clinging to life by inhabiting the bodies of snakes and other creatures, waiting—hoping—for his followers to find him. Then, one day, he drifted back into Muggle London, drawn by whispers of the boy who had destroyed him. He hadn’t meant to return, not yet. But curiosity, or perhaps something deeper, pulled him there. And that’s when he saw him. A scrawny boy with messy dark hair, cornered by a group of jeering children. No protection. Just a child, small and alone. Voldemort watched from the shadows, and for reasons he couldn’t quite name, he didn’t like what he saw.